There's a First Time for E'erthing

This is the first time in a long time I've taken a joint to bed. Last time was the best time. I had company and it was fine. I had patience and it was fine. I had peace of mind. It was fine.

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I cannot help but express the deepest gratitude for the people who stay truest to you. It is strange, but this sentiment can only be found in the people that are closest to you, yet the least intimate at the same time. I mean, yeah, I did almost sleep with me best friend, but that was something that helped the pair of us. I was actually able to appreciate something in all of that. It created this mutual, long-lasting, and profound admiration for one another.

And now as I realize that this wasn't such a good idea to have plastered over the internet. I still find comfort in my anonymity. What the fuck do I care though.

P&L.

Directions

Since the end of summer many paths toward the unknown were started. I didn't stray very far from my point of origin for fear that I'd be lost in the world without a tether, but now I can proudly say that I have sought and found direction. I have a goal in mind. I have a plan in motion. I have set out on my path of absolution.

The next few years will be undoubtedly challenging. I will be returning to academia in the next little while and I feel that I have finally been submerged in what many call the real world. To me, this real world is simply a course along a long path that will never actually conclude. I intend on taking a significant liking to this format of expression and making a career out of it.

Short-term goals and ambitions have been put on hold. Long-term ideas have been set. Temptation will follow me where ever I go, but I will stay on course and look out for myself for a change. Watch me rise.

S.